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Thunderbride

Sun Jun 22, 2014, 8:51 AM
"There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, and the sea's asleep, and the rivers dream. People made of smoke, and cities made of song. Somewhere there's danger, somewhere there’s injustice, and somewhere else the tea's getting cold." ~ Dr. Who



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Factory
by Mark Bibbins

He can say it was a painting
He can say we were the painting
Or that the painting wasn’t painting
And that we only happen to ourselves

We can say we kept things running
by distracting ourselves
from the hideous truth
of  how things run

That we were broken
That we lingered near a broken factory
That we had broken

We can say that the disappointment
of slicing into a leek
and not finding the requisite layers
but a thick white inedible core
is not the disappointment
of approaching a sleeping animal
only to learn that it is dead
but it does nudge one slightly
further into despair

We said despair
We meant the strings of impossible
instruments that they made
in the factory
That we had seen
That were broken
That there were different paintings
That could be played as songs

We had seen other things
That we had seen
That had come unstrung
and blown between adjacent bridges
whose river had presented us a city
That was broken
That we had been
That we were broken
That was our city
This was our city
that was a song replaying itself in the dark

Simultaneous  Machinery by carlx
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Thunderbride
by Mark Bibbins

My throat is full of sparklers
                                                    making me a lighthouse
                                 for a loveship       that can fly

Our mother monarchy
                                 sweet land paternity

I’ll eat their offspring’s money       and let you have a bite

In wilder colors       I can love the copy of  you
                                 which is great            when we have breasts

He will breathe through contractions
           and she will heal the faceless
                                 and use her eyes       to steel his legs

You must see that I’m eating for two sexes

Minimalism means       nothing making more
                                               of  what isn’t there

           a green preconception
             divining a baby gender
                                   for which I qualified
           with braids ablaze       and stuck to my back

We are going to win       then make extra babies
           yes we make enough
               to make a country

Text unto the winged baby       the tiny pill of  mystery
                               that makes me want to tickle the world
           until it starts barfing clouds

Make it free       is not the advice we paid for
           but a long song about the flavor of nowhere

                                                   and how we never fill it
           and how I shave my buzzardy wings       to offend the sublime

While I’m quick to swallow       the heaviest business
                      and quicker yet to modify that trash
       you have a poultice       for sudden holes

                      you have a knife in ten minutes
           you will marry a parent       and make it do
                                   whatever you tell it

The raptor you were       does an end-run around sorrow
                      but I’m right here sweetness

                      out of  the glass closet                voilà
               voilà        so what do you make of my baby

Tonight we bomb
Tonight we blitz
Tonight we barrage
Tonight we make the greater migration
Tonight our fabulous flock shits napalm on the criminal dads

For I am a figure       first of girls in orbit

               the best reason I have to eat your bed

I am spangled breasts       I am shaved
                       like any birdboy       only huger
                than babies or ladybugs

                       one of each is precious
                       a million a menace

My inside is a live mine
         and I’m after the light that sustains the skin of  women
                     scooping the spectacle
         where everyone freaks everyone

They will say how do you do Mister Ms. Thunderbride
                 and I will say I do it distorted

                             and you       will marry a million of  you
                                                              in your twisted gown of  flames

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